Yun Ting looked at his surroundings and found that the supercomputer only had a little conscience, and there was still a lot of malice. At least I chose a place where there was no one, but fortunately, the supercomputer did not announce the personal vendetta and put Yun Ting into the mission target, if this is the case, it will be directly beaten into a sieve, and no matter how good the effort is, it will be too late to use.

In modern warfare, there is no way for anyone to survive if they are surrounded by a group of gunmen, and even the number one person who does not dream can survive under the random guns.

The supercomputer directly threw the cloud thunder into the garbage dump, which is one of the few consciences of the supercomputer, and the malice is that this is a garbage concentration field, the garbage is all over the mountains, the smell is stinking, and even cats and dogs usually do not come. After only a moment of coming to this place, Yun Ting's body had an ********, garbage smell, and a few flies hovering over his head. Even the face of the Oneiroi machine has become more stinky, I'm afraid that the supercomputer will be shot by him here, and it will be killed directly, regardless of whether it is the patron saint of Huaguo, whether it will hang or not, and then say it, this is a direct domineering Oneiroi machine.

After entering the Tianyuan era, due to the universality of interstellar exploration, many planets that are not suitable for human survival have been discovered, and valuable ones have been developed and activated, and those that are not valuable have become garbage stars, that is, planets that are loaded with garbage. Some garbage that cannot be disposed of, recycled, and can only be slowly worn out by time is thrown into the garbage star. The only reason why there is a garbage dump in this place of Dream Country is because it is Sin City. There is no unified government, and certainly no one wants to improve the environment, set up a garbage disposal site or something. With that money, it is better to buy more guns, and this is the origin of the place where Yun Ting is standing now.

"The mission is clear?" Yun Ting said while covering his nose.

Oneiroi nodded silently, took out a white handkerchief from the pocket of his clothes, and carefully wiped each finger. The movements were very gentle, and every minute was extremely slow and light, for fear of breaking the slender fingers like white jade porcelain.

After a long time, that Fang Baipa was thrown to the ground after completing the task, and at this time, Yun Ting also thought of a simple plan.

"You choose a position yourself, I will create an opportunity for you, and when the target appears, you can directly solve it with one shot."

"Well, be careful, if you die, I will try not to let your body be broken into pieces." Oneiroi stretched out his hand and continued, "Happy cooperation. ”

"It's a pleasure to work with." Yun Ting smiled and shook hands with Oneiroi.

"Don't let the wind blow your waist."

One person goes east, one person goes west, each to find the right place, time, as for the opportunity, that is what the clouds should create. I believe that as long as there is a slight chance, then there will definitely be a poor person who will die, his head and chest, will burst into a bewitching blood color between the fingers of the Oneiroi machine, and even the corpse will not be able to be stitched together in a complete shape.

Left around, right around, Yun Ting wandered through many alleys before arriving at his destination. With supercomputers, even if you haven't been somewhere, you're bound to know the environment better than the people who have lived there for a few years, and even if you don't know someone, you're bound to know yourself better than him. In the information society, the supercomputer stands on the top of the ladder, and when it looks down, almost everywhere it looks, there are almost no secrets.

Sin City is indeed Sin City, the dream didn't see half a point, Yun Ting met at least a dozen gangs ready to attack him when he came over, but they didn't know who they met. Hide if you can, hide if you can't, Yun Ting is not afraid of trouble and solves it all the way, twisting their necks one by one. Anyway, Sin City dies every day, and more than 100 people can't get it on the table, so Yun Ting solved these gangsters with a lightning speed that can't kill himself, and he will be considered to be free for them. All of them died without pain, in Yun Ting's view, this is the greatest happiness of the people living here, when there is no fear, no feeling, and even the nerves can't react, these people are killed by Yun Ting, this is a kind of happiness.

Walking down the street, you can smell a faint smell of blood between your nose and mouth, which is one of the great features of Dream Country, Sin City, where it is possible to die anywhere.

Where you stand, where you look, where you breathe, all have the possibility of carrying a dead past, colors, smells. Bloody, this is Sin City. Only when every inch of land has been bathed in blood, and every time someone dies in vicious brawls, is it called Sin City.

Yun Ting ignored the strange eyes of pedestrians on the street, stopped by himself, looked at the world in the window and was stunned for a long time, then licked his lips, forcibly endured the hunger from his stomach, and walked away from this Western restaurant quickly. The fountain clouds in the middle of the street stopped again, this time not for steaks, not for stomachs, not for lack of money, but for the place that had arrived.

"It's such a big grave, and it's a noble death." Yun Ting sighed, put his hands behind his back, and slowly paced to the front of the building in front of the pool.

It's like an idler drinking afternoon tea in the afternoon, strolling leisurely through the streets, digesting a variety of comprehensive foods in the stomach.

"Who are you?" The four black-clothed men in front of the door stared vigilantly at the strangely dressed visitor, and the muzzle of the carenary gun in his hand was aimed at various parts of Yun Ting's body, and as soon as there was any abnormal movement, the bullet would immediately shoot out, sweeping the person into a sieve.

"It turns out that the underworld also talks about rules, and it's really rare to be so polite to treat guests."

The words were still in the ears of the four big men, the Yunting people had disappeared, a shadow flashed, and the two palms had already pinched the necks of the two big men, and the smile of the cloud thunder also came to the big man.

"Da, da, da......" The two big men in the back reacted, and the bullets swept at the position where Yun Ting had just stood, but there was no one there for a long time, except for a few bullet holes, bullet casings, and flying rubble on the ground.

"Want to know, how fast the bullet is?" Yun Ting whispered in the big man's ear, with the previous lightheartedness, accompanied by a look of surprise, his hands clicked, and he had already pinched their throats. The strafing bullets followed at this time, hitting the two corpses that were about to collapse, and for a while, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the bodies of the two black-clothed men were instantly shot into thin men.

The bullet passed through the corpse, and the cloud could not be found, and flew out with flesh and blood in anger, hitting the wall in the distance, leaving a little red, venting powerlessness.

"It's that fast." The Cloud Thunder Man had already reached the back of the two big men, and his speed was a little faster than the nerve reaction, so that he had already surpassed the limits of his body. Yun Ting stretched out his hand again, directly breaking the spine at their necks, and before the two corpses fell, he picked up the assault rifle that was still shooting, turned around briefly, pulled the trigger and began to dump bullets.

The glass door of the building shattered at this moment, and through the small cracks, the astigmatism could be clearly heard, and the angry shouting and scolding inside the door could be vaguely seen, as well as the blood splattering everywhere.

"It's a nuisance." With a curse, Yun Ting threw away the two assault rifles that had no bullets, grabbed the corpse on the ground, and threw it towards the door, while the person had already dodged to the side.

Sure enough, in the next second, a neat gunfire rang out from inside the door, dense, like fried beans, and what was even more terrifying was that it was accompanied by the sound of guns in a large position. Such firepower is almost the same as the firepower of the Imperial Police, or even better. After all, positional firearms, which are not available to the police department of the empire, can only be owned and used by the army and special law enforcement departments!

The speed of the cloud is as fast as a bullet, but this is simply speaking, in this case, a bullet can be shot three times, let alone a person!

The two corpses that had just been thrown in were beaten so miserably that they could barely see their human appearances, and the two huge heads burst open like watermelons, and the white brains mixed with red blood turned into a paste and scattered everywhere. The moment the two bodies flew up and fell to the ground, at the very least, there were hundreds of bullet holes left on the corpses.

"Go, go and see, I'm going to see who's going to kill me." A neutral voice came out, and a middle-aged man walked out of the living room on the first floor, and the bodyguards beside him immediately surrounded him, protecting him, and moved towards the door.

The two corpses that were thrown into the building by Yun Ting were quickly pulled in, and the middle-aged man stood in front of the corpses, looking at the two unrecognizable corpses lightly, with a faint mockery in his heart.

"You want to kill me with a sniper, thinking I can't see it? It's ridiculous. ”

Yun Ting flicked the dust on his robe, and when he heard this voice, he was relieved, at least as the information given by the supercomputer, there was no half-point difference, this target was very domineering, so domineering that no one could kill him when he was absolutely in control.

"Unfortunately, ignorance is a sin, you never know, there is a weapon that can penetrate a building of more than ten floors, there is a kind of person, he really is not a human being. Playing domineering? Brother Shenji is your ancestor. With a mocking smile, Yun Ting slowly muttered to himself. How you come and how you go back, Yun Ting then left here with a leisurely and relaxed pace, strolling in the light and warm afternoon sun.

"Bang." Not long after Yun Ting stepped forward, a huge gunshot rang out, and the whole city seemed to shake violently. Everyone on the first floor of the building was stunned, followed by endless panic and fear, and even many people with blood on their hands, their crotches dripping with a little mottled yellow fishy liquid, in front of them, a very mysterious and terrifying scene.

The middle-aged man, that is, their boss's head, completely disappeared, and most of the upper body was missing, like a fireworks with red and white intersecting colors, blooming lonely, the fireworks were filled, and the next moment was shattered, its beauty frightened countless people and shocked countless lonely hearts. One of the bodyguards standing behind the middle-aged man was partially missing, a circular slit had been opened in his chest, and there was nothing inside. The bodyguard was stunned and reached out to touch his chest, and his arm passed through and felt empty, and it was only at this time that blood flowed out.

On the rooftop of the tall building in the distance, the silent Oneiroi machine fingers were still on the trigger, and the dragon slaughter more than one person was set up in front of him, there was no smoke, no fog, only the voice, which proved that this gun was earth-shattering, and that this person was extremely silent. Through the perspective of the Oneiroi machine, one of the legs of the dead body dragged into the building can be seen still exposed, and a huge crater in the outer wall of the second floor, and further inside, there is a long, round small bullet hole that extends to the first floor until it finally detonates a lonely firework.

"It's lonelier than fireworks." Oneiroi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly showed a satisfied smile, shook his head and said with a chuckle.

It's like seeing a firework, and he's happy to be relaxed. As for killing this person and detonating this firework, it will cause a new round of changes in Sin City, and how many people will die because of the new wave of sin, he doesn't care.

In the eyes of the Oneiroi machine, these are just the afterglow of fireworks bursting, scattering, falling ashes.